God only knows why Jeannie has Grindr on her phone. Maybe to look for closeted Republican politicians, maybe to find thirds for nights on the weekend. But Louis' input is surely nothing short of electric.

Crosschatter, then, everyone picking up their thinks. Daniel should have a quip about his yoinked car keys, but he finds himself unable to make one—

It's just cool, is all. Seeing Louis out and having a nice time with anybody else, but particularly mortals. Getting his nails painted and hanging out. In the world. A fucking part of it, not locked away in that coffin of a tower with the warden who now haunts Daniel. He realizes he's rooted to the spot and giving him an odd look, and he makes himself move. Ehhem. He's fine, he's being extremely normal. But he still ends up patting Louis on the shoulder as they head out.

'I'm just happy for you,' is a quick, nerdy note, in case he thinks Daniel is staring because he's got something on his face, or whatever.